Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Peru and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing 8 Eyed Spy to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Kerrie Biddell,
Howard Jones,
Pole,
Ice-T,
Deadbeat,
Nick Fraelich,
The Moody Blues,
Roger Hodgson,
Kenny Larkin,
David Axelrod,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Andrew Hill,
John Holt,
Erykah Badu,
The Five Americans,
Circle Jerks,
Oblivians,
Delon & Dalcan,
Q65,
Royal Trux,
Scan 7,
Japan,
Fluxion,
Freddie Wadling,
Icehouse,
Index,
Amon Düül II,
Can,
Scion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Michelle Simonal,
Angry Samoans,
Monks,
Tim Buckley,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Happenings,
Bobby Sherman,
The Names,
Aswad,
The Real Kids,
the Bar-Kays,
Section 25,
Organ,
Cameo,
MC5,
The Residents,
Steve Hackett,
Groovy Waters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mo-Dettes,
Y Pants,
Boredoms,
Bob Dylan,
Rufus Thomas,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.